Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Mao seemed to be coveting spiritual pets for not a day or two. Seeing his small eyes of hope, Yi Yi was helpless.

"Master, I also want to give you one. The problem is that they have already recognized their masters. Even if I die, they will be buried with me, and there is no way to dissolve the relationship."

"Oh, I know, I can still rob you. Oh, let's be rare and make fun of them, it's alright?"

Mao walked away with a drooping back, not intending to continue this shameful topic.

Yiyi touched the bridge of his nose and followed him carefully, daring not to disturb him.

The two passed five levels and cut six generals, followed suit along the way, and after they captured a dozen or so animal cores, they finally arrived at the mysterious altar.

In the middle of the altar, as the grain store owner said, a mysterious monster was carved. He was a full 10 feet tall, and half of his body was in the shape of a human. Just looking at him like this, he was quite handsome.

The other half is a kind of animal shape that has never been seen in ages. His hair hangs on the ground like wild grass, and the animal hair on his body is also very long, showing a strange dark green color, and the surface is covered It must have layers of scales, especially like a relatively rare monster, the green-haired turtle.

His hands can no longer be called hands, but claws. The nails on them are not very long, but the tips are like needles. When a claw goes down, it can pierce people's guts.

The thighs are very thick, a few laps thicker than the humanoid legs, and they look extremely uncoordinated.

He just stood there, his eyes not as gray as the statue, but rather alive, as if it grew on a living person, not a dead thing.

The half-human, half-beast statue stood there motionless, and Ling Ran's inviolable power spread in all directions, forcing those who saw him to kneel down and worship.

He is the unforgivable prince in the eyes of the world.

In fact, at this moment, he did kneel and worship him. They were the Prince's loyal guards, a group of fanatical bloodthirsty elements.

The reason why they say that is because in front of them, ten young girls have already knelt down. All of them are beautiful as flowers, and their clothes are not covering their bodies. They are **** and unable to move by these guards.

Their postures are all in a very strange state, their bodies are pressed back, their heads and feet are bound together, and the whole person is bound in such an extremely uncomfortable manner.

Between the towering flesh (...) and the mysterious and deep legs (...), all the beautiful features of the body are exposed to the eyes of everyone without reservation.

The guards of the prince did not do anything to these girls, and even did not even look at them, for fear of blaspheming them and causing the sacrifice to fail.

Under the light of the surrounding fire, this fragrant and brutal scene, even a dry old man with Mao looking like a thousand years old, can't help but be short of breath. Not to mention that any young man with such a strong vigor, the nosebleed gushed out violently and could not be stopped.

When a cool breeze blew, a torch suddenly went out, and one of the prince's guards seemed to have received some signal, and suddenly jumped up and roared: "The hour has come, hurry up!"

After he finished speaking, he brushed the ground, took out a green dagger from his waist, pointed it at the neck of the first girl, and raised his hand to stab it.

"Not good! Hurry up and save people!"

Mao seemed to be the first to wake up, and no longer hesitated, the talisman in his hand was instantly thrown towards the man, and a thin knife seven or eight feet long appeared in the air, instantly "clicking" the man's arm.

"Ah... who attacked? Get out of here!"

The man clutched his broken arm and shouted angrily.

Because his back was facing him, he didn't see the process of the sneak attack clearly. When he turned around, there was nothing behind him, and the world was still so quiet.

The companions next to him, who were about to use the knife, were startled by this change, and stood stiffly on the spot looking at him, at a loss.

After waiting for a while, no one came out. The man endured the pain and yelled at his companion, "What are you looking at? Hurry up! It's useless if it's too late!"

He knew that there were lurkers in the dark, but it was a big deal. He had to finish all the sacrificial ceremonies first, otherwise another year would be wasted.

The companions did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly swung the guy in their hands down. This time, there was another scream.

It's just that it wasn't the guard's hand that was cut, but the other's two legs, which were all broken.

Everyone gathered together in horror, how could they still have the heart to deal with these girls.

The leader of the guards threw the dagger in his hand and took out a strange fish from his trousers pocket. It had a very long mouth, like a sword, and attacked the four wilds indiscriminately.

"Get out, I know you're around here, there's no way to be a tortoise, let's do it!"

Every time this swordfish is swung out, it will spray out with a stream of water. It looks very weak, and there is no flame sprayed by the shrimp soldier, which is shocking.

However, when the water fell on the nearby ground, on the stones, on the flowers and grass, the squeaking sound was incessant. After taking a closer look, the densely packed tiny bubbles had corroded holes on the surface of those objects.

It was unfortunate to say that, he had the most fun, but he never escaped the swordfish's attack, and a lot of liquid was sprayed on him.

On the contrary, Mao appeared motionless, standing silently like a sea-fixing needle. The swordfish didn't even attack him.

Fortunately, any clothes have the effect of waterproof and anti-corrosion, and the water jet is sprayed on it, and it soon drips on the ground, sinking into the ground, and there is no trace.

He wasn't hurt, just a false alarm.

"Boy, don't go out here, let me meet them!" Mao seemed to be the first to jump out.

These guards gave him a very strange feeling, first of all, their weapons, all of which were species in the sea, real parallel imports, and all living creatures.

The most important thing is that these parallel imports are more powerful than their owners, so the question is, how are they willing to become weapons in the hands of others?

He sacrificed his talisman weapon, which was seven or eight feet long, and dealt with the ten or twenty guards who were chaotic and cut vegetables.

Things looked very strange, but the end was so easy, making Mao seem a little incredible, with the illusion of killing chickens with a bull's knife.

Any of them carefully slid over the bodies of these guards, not letting themselves get their blood. When I walked up to the girls, I saw that most of them had fainted, and a few of them still had their eyes open, but they looked sluggish.